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somewhatcarisi:

Life Is Worth Living

Trigger Warning: mention of mental illness and death

Word Count: 821

Request: no, just found this chilling in my docs

Pairing: Sonny Carisi x Reader

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You sat on the couch, tucked into your boyfriend’s arms while baking show reruns played in the background of your thoughts. Your mind wandered as the tv got less and less appealing. Instead, you decide to focus on the way your hand perfectly fit into Sonny’s; soft knuckles and sweaty palms neatly locked into place. His thumb softly slid against your grip, painting shivers in its wake.

This life was the only one you wanted to know. You can’t imagine a life without Sonny so the past had become distant and obsolete in your mind. You were getting so used to the feeling of unwanted memories fading away every time he said, “I love you” and bad dreams dissipated with every touch to your skin. He gave you his childhood, filling you in on every happy feeling you had missed out on. He gave you a family and a reason to move on. You loved it.

“What’s on your mind, doll?” Sonny lazily lulled his head to the side and your heart swelled at the silly smile on his face. He could tell you were thinking by the way you rolled your fingers in his grip and traced shapes into his palm.

“You.” The answer was simple and sweet.

“Yeah? What about me?” He sat up with a slight smirk at the mention of a running mind with his name written on it. You shrug and settle on his bright blue eyes. You can’t help the smile that tugs at the corners of your mouth.

“How you make my life worth living.” Sonny slightly rose his brows. He wasn’t quite expecting that kind of answer.

He knew about your struggles in the past, yet he’s never heard you allude to the fact that there was once a time you had not wanted to live life. At first he thought he was jumping to conclusions, just putting some emotionally profound twist on it like he always did, but there was a fog behind your eyes that kept him from believing the smile you had set on your face. He loved you and he could not and would not let you bottle up and throw away your emotions. There was an internal battle of either grabbing you by the shoulders to throw out confessions of utter adoration – or – work through your thoughts before jumping to action and scaring you into telling your secrets. Not wanting to make you uncomfortable, Sonny straightened himself up and cleared his throat,- going for the latter.

“What do you mean by that, doll?” He watched your face, silently noting the way it scrunched up, looking for a way to properly form an answer.

“i mean…” you trail off to think, finally settling on just talking. Sonny would understand whatever word vomit you threw out, he always does.

“You make my life so much better than what I would have ever expected and – uh…” You hesitated again to admit the worst part of the originally sweet thought. “I’m glad I decided to live long enough to fall in love with you.”

Sonny was too shocked to say anything at first. He desperately wanted to get rid of any thought revolving around never meeting you, but he couldn’t help his racing thoughts. He was so worried you still felt this way – felt like you were still waiting on reasons to live. Sonny’s silence made heat rise to your cheeks. You started to pull your hand away from his in embarrassment. He caught your grip and looked you in the eyes, watching the fog in your eyes thicken in self defense. Sonny was quick to spit out his thoughts just to keep your conversation going. If you felt even a little embarrassed, he would make a fool of himself ten times over to make you feel better.

“I’m so so so happy you’re in my life. I love you so much and you’re my world. I wish I had met you sooner so you knew just how loved you are.” His grip tightened around your knuckles and the warm feeling in your chest was making it hard to breathe in the best way possible.

“I live to love you and I’m more than happy you came into my life.” Sonny swallowed, waiting for your reaction. He waited for you to cry – to scrunch up your face and interrogate his reasoning for loving you. However, you did the least expected thing on his worried list.

You leaned up and softly placed your lips on his. Neither of you moved to deepen the kiss in any way – just soaking in the feeling of chapped lips and sweet dreams. Sonny gently pulled away to watched the joyful tears drown out the fog in your eyes.

I love you

I love you

Goofy grins simultaneously adorn your faces and happiness radiated from your hearts. Life was definitely worth living with Sonny Carisi in the picture.

why is peter being referred to as “mr stone” the absolute sexiest thing? could i request something smutty where the reader calls him “mr stone”?

+ i’m in a big mood for peter stone smut 😂

//thought we’d go with honeymoon smut. also, this has been in my ask box for a while. Sorry!//

Paris. You were in Paris. And with your husband. That still sounded weird to say. Peter had surprised you with a European trip. It had always been your dream, and he made it come true. You and Peter hadn’t even left the hotel room since you arrived yesterday afternoon. Not that you were complaining. There was something to say about married sex. It brought a smile to your face.

It was a beautiful morning in Paris. Looking back into the room, Peter was still fast asleep. No doubt wore out from the flight and last night of course. Sitting on the balcony with your coffee, your thoughts went to yesterday and last night…

Even though both of you were jet-lagged, there was no way you weren’t going to make love. Peter had been whispering in your ear about all the things he wanted to do to you once you were in your suite. 

“Darling? What are you doing in there?” Peter called from the living area of the suite.

“Just freshening up a little”, you answered back. Smiling at your reflection, you smoothed down the silk that clung to your body. Giving your hair a quick fluff you made your way out to the living area

.“How about some room service, then we-”, Peter stopped talking when he looked up to see you, “sight..see…” He dropped the room service menu.

“Mr. Stone. I have a better idea.” Sauntering over to your husband, you saw his Adam’s apple bob in his throat, swallowing hard. You loved the reaction you could still elicit from him.

“That is some gown, kitten”, Peter said as he skimmed his hands up your side to the small of your back. He pulled you flush with him and your breath caught. “So beautiful. And all mine.” Peter brushed your lips with yours, slowly trailing them down your neck, 

Turning your head slightly you gave Peter better access to your neck, “Mmmmm…” Your hands slid under his T-shirt. His taut back flexing under your touch.

 "I love you in silk. So smooth, just like your skin.“ Peter dropped to his knees, burying his face into your middle. “Mmm…you smell delightful.”

His words caused your breath to catch. Your hands twisted in his hair. “Hmmm…”

“Strip for Mr. Stone. Let me see your bodacious body.” His voice low, sensual.

You pushed the thin straps of the silky gown off your shoulders and allowed it to pool at your feet.

Peter slid his hands up your legs. “ My God you are gorgeous.” He dragged your thong panties down your legs. His fingers found your soaking core. “Why Mrs. Stone, a little excited?”

“Ahhh…what do you, you expect, Mr. Stone? T-those things you were whispering on the plane….God yes…”

Peter stood and sucked his fingers, “you taste divine.” He picked you up and sat you on one of the low dressers, then spread your bent knees. The smile he gave you was, wow.

You let a moan escape when he flicked his tongue over your clit. His hands went to the insides of your thighs, keeping your legs open wide. “Oh my God Peter!” He smacked your thigh. “S-sorry, I mean Mr. Stone.”

Peter plunged two fingers into your opening. His fingers were thrusting in and out while his tongue flicked and sucked your clit. Peter glanced up at you through his lashes. Your eyes locked. “Oh fuc-, Mr. Stone”, your body exploded and you felt yourself clinch around Peter’s fingers. 

Peter stood and wiped his mouth then smirked. “Mmm…kitten. Delicious, as always.” He helped you down from the dresser. His thumb ran across your lower lip. You grabbed his hand and put his two fingers that were inside you, in your mouth and sucked. His eyes darkened.

“Not bad”, you pulled at the waistband of his pants, “but I know something that tastes much, much better.” Your fingers ran under the waistband of his boxer briefs. Holding his gaze, your nimble fingers unbuttoned his pants and pushed both off of his legs. He reached for the hem and pulled his T-shirt over his head.

Peter took his length in his hand. You raised an eyebrow, then licked your lips.”Impressive Mr. Stone.” You dropped to your knees and batted away his hand. “Mine.” You wrapped your hand around him. Pre-cum glistened on the head of his penis. Swiping your tongue over the tip and licked it clean. A smile crossed your lips. Taking him in your mouth you deep throated him. 

Peter hissed through his teeth. “God baby. Y/N, those pretty, pink lips look so good wrapped around my cock.” He placed his hand on the back of your head, gently pushing your head forward. You pumped your hand up and down his cock as it hit the back of your throat. “Oh, fu-you I…”

Grasping the back of his thighs you pulled him faster and harder to you. His hips moved, thrusting into your mouth. As you pumped and sucked faster,  his hips bucked more erratically.  

Peter came hard and loud. “Yes, yes, yessss….fuck Y/N.” He looked down at you as you swallowed and licked his head clean. Taking your hands he pulled you up and kissed you. “You. Are. Amazing. I am one lucky man, Mrs. Stone.” 

“You most certainly are, Mr. Stone.” Gently you pushed Peter on the bed. You turned and sat and sat on his lap. Wiggling a little, you could feel his erection grow under you.

“Again?” Not saying a word, you placed your hands on Peter’s thighs, then slowly sank back onto his hard cock. You sighed and Peter moaned. He pulled you back to his chest and started kissing your neck as he slowly thrust into you… 

Good morning, Mrs. Stone” Peter said in greeting. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and kissed your neck. Your head covered his.

“And to you Mr. Stone” your face lit up. “Did I tell you how much I love being married to you?” 

“I think you mentioned it a time or two. Still nice to hear it though. “So. What do you want to do today?” Peter nuzzled your neck. “I have some ideas.”

“Peter”, you said laughing. “As much as I enjoy making love to you-”

“Okay. Okay. I get it. Eiffel Tower it is. But tonight…”

How would Sonny’s family react to Sophia being pregnant with Amelia?

sweetcannolicarisi:

“Sonny, you said we need to be there at noon! We’re going to be late!” Sophia called from the living room. Sonny was usually always ready before Sophia but today, he was extra nervous.

“Do I look alright, doll?” Sonny asked. He was fixing his hair in the mirror as Sophia rolled her eyes and smiled.

“Sonny, you look fine. We need to go! Your mom’s going to yell at us for being late.” She laughed. Sonny chuckled and placed a kiss to her forehead. With that, Sophia grabbed the car keys and off they went.

The drive to Mama and Papa Carisi’s house had Sonny extremely nervous. They were finally going to tell his parents that Sophia was pregnant. Even though Sophia was about three months, she worried something would happen so they waited to tell until she was about her second trimester. Once they pulled up to the house, Sonny and Sophia got out and Sophia gently knocked on the door.

“Sonny! Sophia! I’m so glad you two could make it to lunch.” Mama Carisi said. Sophia smiled as she hugged her mother-in-law tightly.

“Thanks for inviting us over, Dahlia. If I had to hear Sonny said how much he misses his mom’s spaghetti, I might lose my mind.” Sophia said with a laugh. Dahlia smiled at her son before the two walked in. Dom Sr was in the kitchen just finished up a few things before he walked into the dining room where his family was.

“It’s great to see you two.” Dom Sr said. He walked to Sophia and hugged her tightly before giving his son a hug as well.

“It’s great to see you, dad. So are we having ma’s famous spaghetti for lunch?” Sonny said. Both his parents laughed before nodded their heads and bringing the food in. The family prayed together before filling their plates and eating.

“So, Dominick tells me you have something to tell us.” Dahlia asked the couple. Sophia looked at Sonny as his face was red from blushing. Sophia rolled her eyes as she took a sip of her water.

“Well, I was planning on waiting until Sunday. When the entire family is over here after Mass. I guess somebody couldn’t wait to tell his parents.” Sophia shot a playful grin towards her husband. He ducked his head some as both Dahlia and And Dom Sr has their eyes on you.

“What is it, sweetie?” Dahlia said. You slowly exhaled as you grabbed Sonny’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“I’m pregnant. Sonny’s going to be a dad.” Sophia said as she looked between the two. It was quiet before Dahlia began to cry.

“A-are you really? My baby boy is going to be having a baby?” Dahlia said. Sophia nodded and stood, lifting her shirt enough to show the small baby bump that was beginning to form.

“Congratulations you two. I can’t believe it, my son is going to be a father.” Dom Sr said as he smiled at Sonny he stood slowly to give Sophia a kiss on the cheek.

“Now you can start bugging Bella about grandkids, ma.” Sonny said. Dahlia nodded as she tried to dry her tears to give Sophia and Sonny a hug.

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